There was a wind, blowing the corners of the clothes of the two, and Yunluo's hand holding the hilt of the wooden sword was slightly forced, and the knuckles between his fingers were a little white.

Lei Ming smiled, the victory was in his hands, in his opinion, this battle was just to experience Yunluo's sword cultivation fighting method that looked a little strange just now, so he spoke, "Senior Brother Yun, do you want me to take out the sword first?"

Yunluo looked at him calmly and did not speak.

Lei Ming smiled slightly, the long sword was raised, and there was already the sound of wind and thunder.

Yunluo moved at this time, and the onlookers saw a flower, Yunluo had already arrived in front of Lei Ming, and the wooden sword in his hand slashed towards Lei Ming.

The onlookers' eyes widened, could it be that Senior Brother Lei Ming would also be defeated so easily?

Pei Zhen and Lu Qi and the others had no joy on their faces, they had seen a lot since they were children, and they naturally knew that the difference between Lei Ming and Tang Xuan was, to be precise, the difference between the three realms and the second realm.

The smile on Lei Ming's face did not change, and the falling wooden sword had not yet approached, and a strong surge surged and shook it out.

The smile froze instead, and Lei Ming sighed in some surprise, originally in his plan, Yunluo would be shocked and fly at a certain point he expected, and then his own wind and thunder sword would just be triggered, enveloping it.

The cloud fell to the ground and slid out, the wooden sword propped up the ground, just now at the moment of contact, the old man Jiang's devil training took effect, he instinctively forcibly reversed a trace of direction in the air, looking at the thunderous sword qi shrouded not far from his side, his heart palpitated.

He said silently in his heart: Is this the Three Realms?

Pei Zhen hugged Fu Tianqi, seeing that Fu Tianqi was a little puzzled, he explained: "The reason why there is a world of difference between the second realm and the third realm, and even most people in the world think that only those who enter the third realm can be regarded as a true cultivator is that the true qi of the three realms is liquid, which compresses the true qi that was originally in the dantian to the extreme, transforms it into true yuan, and then circulates throughout the body, and the meridians and points in the body will be refined again, and this kind of refining is much stronger than the refining of the body refining mirror." ”

Lu Qi took over the conversation, "The monks above the Three Realms, with the movement of their minds, instantly formed a True Yuan Protection outside the body, protecting the body, only using martial arts, it is difficult to break through. ”

Cui Pheasant also had a hard time speaking, "Before Yunluo faced the people under the Three Realms, his body was fast, as long as he was close, the other party was indeed difficult to defend, but for the Three Realms, it was difficult, and in the end, he could only fight sword moves and fight Zhenyuan, and these, he couldn't compare to Lei Ming." ”

Zheng Fulong's heart is also a little complicated, on the one hand, he hopes that Yunluo, as the representative of the second grade, can at least have a relationship with Lei Ming and not be ravaged, on the other hand, he hopes that Lei Ming's direction is correct, so that he can be more firm in his cultivation path.

Bai Qingyue, who was at the top, shook his head slightly and looked at Chen Qingfeng, "Sect Master still has confidence?"

Chen Qingfeng's smile was unfathomable, "You might as well finish reading." ”

The man holding the sword frowned slightly when he heard this, did not speak, and continued to stare downward.

Lei Ming smiled again on his face and looked at Yun Luo, "Senior Brother Yun be careful. ”

The wind and thunder qi on the long sword reappeared, and the sword light went straight to Yunluo with a roar, and Yunluo could only dodge one after another with his body.

Unfortunately, he didn't know how to deal with such a competition, when Old Man Jiang practiced with him, he had never used True Yuan, and he directly broke his sword moves with his body, and the sword style taught by Jing Yuheng, Old Man Jiang had explicitly ordered him not to use it without authorization.

What's even more unfortunate is that Lei Ming saw this situation and changed the way of sword qi, wind and thunder swordsmanship, wind and thunder were used together, before thunder was the mainstay, the pursuit of killing power, and now Lei Ming is mainly based on wind and pursues the coverage area, which makes it more and more difficult to dodge Yunluo, and finally was hit head-on by a sword light, and the whole person flew out upside down and smashed on the ground, the wooden sword in his hand was broken into several pieces, his throat was sweet, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

Pei Zhen and the others were startled and were about to run, Yunluo stretched out a hand, waved it gently, got up and silently went to the stage to get another wooden sword, reached out and wiped the blood on the corner of his mouth, and squeezed out a smile, "Come again." ”

Lei Ming shook his head, "It's useless." ”

Bai Qingyue also sighed in his heart, "It's useless." ”

Huo Beizhen knew in his heart that if he didn't use the sword moves handed down by the ancestor, Yunluo would not be able to defeat this thunder, and looked at Yunluo with some unbearable, "It's useless." ”

Yunluo smiled, "The sword is to go out towards the stronger." With you, I think my sword will be faster. ”

A flash of brilliance flashed in the sword-hugging man's eyes, and he appreciated this sentence.

Lei Ming silently recalled this sentence, nodded, put away his contempt, and began to treat Yunluo as a real opponent, although this opponent seemed weak to him, but worthy of respect.

The thunderous wind and thunder sword qi resounded in the field again, and the cloud falling method was faster, and several melee attacks were all protected by the thundering true element.

After missing several times, Lei Ming felt a little anxious in his heart, he had never experienced such a sword cultivation battle before, so he couldn't help but increase the output of True Yuan, hoping to hit with one blow and end this battle that was unfamiliar to him.

Yunluo's heart was calm, he could see the thundering mentality clearly, and dodged more carefully, in the previous training of the old man Jiang, the subtle control of his body method was particularly perverted, so that Yunluo, who had been urging his body method with his true qi, still had half of his true qi left.

Seeing that Thunder's attack was getting stronger and stronger, Yunluo was very embarrassed to avoid one of Thunder's strongest attacks, and was keenly aware that Thunder's next attack had weakened.

With a shake of his body, the whole person instantly appeared behind Lei Ming, and the wooden sword was raised high, and he was about to slash down.

The corners of Lei Ming's mouth hooked a smile, and he finally took the bait, waiting for you now.

He turned around suddenly, Zhenyuan poured in, and the sword body was filled with thunder, and he stabbed a sword towards Yun Luoping.

Seeing that the sword move was old, the unavoidable Yunluo spun around in an instant, dodged to the right with an extremely distorted body style, stepped heavily on his right foot, and the whole person jumped up in the air, the sword qi turned nine times and ran with all his strength, and the wooden sword in his hand slashed straight towards the thunder.

Lei Ming missed the blow, and hurriedly turned sideways, and in a hurry, the long sword took off his hand and shot out.

When the dust settled, Yunluo coughed up blood, fell to the ground, supported the ground with his elbows, and struggled to support his upper body, the wooden sword in his right hand was gone, and a long sword that pierced his body hung on his body.

Lei Ming stood on the ground, looking at the sawdust that was still falling, his face was obscure.

Huo Beizhen hurriedly ran to Yunluo's side, gently supported him, pulled out the long sword, threw it to Lei Ming, and then slowly crossed towards Yunluo with a trace of True Yuan to heal his wounds.

Chen Qingfeng stood up and announced: "This discussion ends here, the two sides will rest separately, and then the award ceremony will begin." ”

Lei Ming looked at Yunluo, nodded slightly, and walked away.

The third-grade disciples were cheering and preparing to welcome Lei Ming, but Lei Ming walked out directly, leaving them looking at each other. The touting and ridicule that was originally conceived naturally did not come in handy.

Yunluo was also gently helped into a corner by Huo Beizhen, and someone had already brought a chair for him to sit down.

The next award ceremony was uneventful, according to the original reward of the top three, the use time of the enlightenment stone was one month, half a month, and ten days.

Lu Qi asked, "Sect Master, the three of us can use it for a total of fifty-five days, can we determine the time allocation for this?" Chen Qingfeng glanced at Bai Qingyue and the man holding the sword, neither of them had any objections, so he nodded and ordered the three of them to go to the sect master's hall tomorrow morning and start cultivating.

Compared with the two competitions, this ceremony is quite anticlimactic.

As soon as the ceremony was over, Pei Zhen and the others surrounded Yunluo, followed by several second-grade disciples.

Pei Zhen first asked about Yunluo's injury, and Yunluo said, "It's not in the way." ”

Zheng Fulong and Gan Su led those second-grade disciples around, and Zhao Ke naturally had already left.

Zheng Fulong said with some regret: "I thought you could continue to create miracles." ”

Yunluo smiled slightly: "How can there be so many incredible miracles in life, miracles are just the embellishment of life, not the normality of life." ”

Gansu smiled back, "But we feel that miracles seem to be your norm. ”

Yunluo shook his head, "This mentality is not good, especially not good for me. ”

Everyone smiled.

Pursuing those miracles all the time, will make our lives a mess, we will remember those bright embellishments, but in the end we have to return to the normalcy of life, in the normal state there is ordinary and long-lasting happiness, this is life.

The room of the little spirit vein is still the same, and Yunluo pushes the door in, as if it is a world away.

The sword qi at the wound had been cleared by Huo Beizhen, and he ordered someone to bandage it carefully, Yunluo looked at the sackcloth placed at the head of the bed, and that strange thought surged again, and laughed dumbly.

There was a knock outside the door, and when the door was opened, the five people gathered in Yunluo's hut, but it was Yunluo who opened his mouth first: "Apocalypse, how is your injury?"

Fu Tianqi smiled, revealing his white teeth, "It's okay." ”

Pei Zhen walked on Yunluo's bed and said with emotion: "You, you are so virtuous, and you still want to care about others." ”

Cui Pheasant couldn't look at it, and kicked at his calf hanging outside, "Can you look like a person?"

Pei Zhen covered his legs, "It hurts, it hurts!"

Yunluo looked helpless. Lu Qi opened his mouth and said, "What we mean is that the five of us use this enlightenment stone together, which happens to be eleven days each. ”

Yunluo was surprised: "This is okay?"

Pei Zhen sat up with a smile, "Senior Brother Huo sent us back just now, I asked him quietly, and he said that it would be okay not to let others know." ”

Yunluo remembered what Chen Qingfeng had told him in his heart when he left the square before, asking him to break through the realm here during the day and go to the Sword Pavilion Huts every night.

So he said to everyone: "Go ahead, the four of you will only be thirteen days old, just enough to catch up with the sword crown competition." ”

Pei Zhenxian was surprised: "You're not going?" Turning his head, he remembered something, and pointed in the direction of the Sword Pavilion, "Won't it be again?"

Yunluo smiled and nodded, Pei Zhen clasped his fists with both hands, "Strong man, take care!"

Pei Zhen said to Lu Qi: "Don't persuade him, he is really in trouble." Let's play by ourselves!"

After some small talk, the crowd dispersed.

Yunluo left Fu Tianqi behind, and after asking him some of his experience in drawing talismans, Yunluo sent him away with a helpless face.

He asked a lot, and Fu Tianqi's answer was very simple, just like that, wouldn't it be a casual drawing?

Yunluo leaned on the bed weakly, looking at the roof with empty eyes, he was really too talented.

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Qinghe County, the Cui family's main house, the house covers an extremely wide area, almost stretches around a mountain, there are mountains and rivers in the house, there are clear streams and blue pools, and there are flowers and giant trees.

At the core of the mountainside, a spirited old man, dressed in a green shirt, with a majestic face, was sitting on a stone table in a pavilion, looking at the letter in his hand, and there was a pen, ink, paper and inkstone on the table.

Outside the gazebo, there were two middle-aged men standing, with their backs to the gazebo, without squinting.

The old man called softly, and a man turned and walked in quickly.

The old man said, "You go to Beiyuan, find the chief manager of the General's Mansion, and tell him that Xue Zhen was assassinated by the Bone Talisman Sword in the Sword Sect. ”

The man nodded in response, and seeing that the old man had no other instructions, he turned and left, crisply and neatly.

The old man summoned another middle-aged man in and ordered, "Go and invite the head of the house to come over." ”

The man looked around, hesitated slightly, and the old man said lightly: "If I really be an old man, I can't be an old man." ”

The man clenched his fists and walked out quickly, walking with a lively pace, as if he was afraid that the old man would stay here alone for a moment.

After a while, a majestic man dressed in brocade walked in quickly, in his forties, his face was somewhat similar to that of the old man, and when he entered the pavilion, he knelt down on both knees, "Father." ”

The old man said lightly: "Get up." ”

The man in brocade was slightly apprehensive in his heart, his father didn't want to see him a few times throughout the year, and this time he took the initiative to call himself, but he didn't know what big things had happened.

"Why did you connive at Cui He's deal with the pheasant girl?"

The indifferent words made the back of the man in brocade instantly soaked with cold sweat, his knees weakened, and he knelt down again.